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I have been making my own laundry detergent for over four years, now and am VERY happy with the results. However, my whites started not looking quite as white. So I’ve been playing with detergent recipes to get a good combination that seems to work and here it is:

Use 1 small scoop (about 1″ deep, 1″ around) for regular loads, a heaping scoop for heavy stained loads. I have made many batches of this recipe and each batch makes just under 3 gallons and lasts about 8 months. I do 4-6 loads of laundry per week for my family of 4. I haven’t even used half of the washing powder, borax or Oxi-Clean, yet. MUCH cheaper than buying Tide (or even the cheap store brand stuff)…

Tammy Lanham uses her passions for writing, speaking, and photography to entertain and encourage moms, marriages, and entrepreneurs. She homeschools. She volunteers. She’s an entrepreneur. She sleeps – sometimes. Oh, and she eats chocolate.

Tammy is married to Tommy Lanham – a coach, leadership training expert, instructor, motivator, and a believer in Jesus whose mission is to equip and empower entrepreneurs, leaders, and dreamers to climb to their untapped potential.

I went to the gym today and a sweet friend of mine whom I haven’t seen in a couple of months stopped me and told me she could see where I had lost weight.

I almost cried. I love her.

You see, I haven’t lost a lot of weight. I’ve lost 19 pounds. And yes, that is a lot to some but I have 71 pounds to lose! I’ve been working my butt off for 4 months, AND I lost 17 pounds the first month.

Three months of only losing 2 pounds makes me a little sick to my stomach…. and a tiny bit dead inside.

Today’s encouragement gave me the umph I needed to keep going….

Stop and encourage someone today – whether it’s losing weight, getting fit, taking care of their kids, or just rocking day to day life with a smile on their face, somebody may need to hear that you noticed.

Tammy Lanham uses her passions for writing, speaking, and photography to entertain and encourage moms, marriages, and entrepreneurs. She homeschools. She volunteers. She’s an entrepreneur. She sleeps – sometimes. Oh, and she eats chocolate.

Tammy is married to Tommy Lanham – a coach, leadership training expert, instructor, motivator, and a believer in Jesus whose mission is to equip and empower entrepreneurs, leaders, and dreamers to climb to their untapped potential.

Some of the most important friends in my world have had a bad week. They may not know it but I have learned from them.

Friend #1 – Chesi has tongue cancer, that’s right on her dad-gum tongue! Who has ever heard of that?!? She had part of her tongue removed during surgery last week. She’s young, has two young boys at home and she’s active in her community. She could have easily let a cancer diagnosis cripple her. But you know what? She hasn’t. She’s fighting. She’s a tough little booger!

Where’s Chesi’s choice? Her reality is cancer. There’s no choice there. It’s what life has dealt her. Her choice is her mindset. I watched her be rolled back into surgery with tears in her eyes but a smile on her face as she waved to us. This woman is making a choice to live, to stay positive and deal with her rotten reality named cancer.

Friends whose marriage is in trouble – It’s an awful situation. They both feel trapped. They have resolved to live in a toxic life of misery. They have options. But neither wants to see them because making any choices may be too painful. Staying in the marriage may be a lifelong toxic choice at this point and getting out of the marriage may have it’s own lifelong toxic consequences.

Sometimes, there are no good options. Sometimes choices suck. But they are still there, however painful they may be. Not making a choice can be just as painful as making one.

My friend, Emma, could be really bitter about the thief that stole over $1000 worth of fireworks from her business and then tried to run over her in the parking lot.

But when the news showed up and the cameras were in her face, Emma gave thanks and encouraging words of appreciation to the neighbors and bystanders that offered their help when she could have easily spewed hatred and anger towards the thief.

Chesi, you are teaching me to keep a positive mindset and not let the realities of life get me down. You are an inspiration.

My couple friends – you have taught me that I always have a choice. Even if the options suck, I am never trapped because there are always options. But not making a choice can be worse than making a terrible one.

Emma, you have taught me that I can choose my focus. I can choose to be thankful and encouraging, even in a bad situation. Thank you for that reminder.

3 lessons:
I can choose my mindset. I can choose my focus. There are always choices…

Tammy Lanham uses her passions for writing, speaking and photography to entertain and encourage moms, marriages, and entrepreneurs. She homeschools. She volunteers. She’s an entrepreneur. She sleeps – sometimes. Oh, and she eats chocolate.

Tammy is married to Tommy Lanham – a coach, leadership training expert, instructor, motivator, and a believer in Jesus. He is an experienced, trusted and highly enthusiastic speaker who communicates life changing truths in an entertaining way.

Yesterday, my family and I went to several yard sales. While at one in a nearby town, a lady there heard me asking if they had any cast iron pieces. I recently cleaned up and restored a family heirloom piece to near mint condition and I was so proud of myself! I wanted to see if I could restore some rusty, gunky pieces.

She told me of a junk store just a few blocks from where we were. I was so excited! We got in the minivan and drove to this little store. They had stuff piled up everywhere outside and I was tickled to “hunt.” I made it around to the door to see a sign that said “Closed.”

I was almost in tears. I know – it’s a sickness when cast iron can bring you to tears!

Anyway, I turned around to leave when a regular customer / good friend of the owner appeared behind me. I have no idea what his name is so we’ll call him “Bob.” He reminded me of Uncle Si from Duck Dynasty.

So “Bob” said “The owner was going out of town for the morning but said he’d be back later today. I have his number if you want to see if he’ll be here soon.” So I called Tim (the owner). Tim very bluntly said “I won’t be there for a few hours. Sorry.” Okay – so I tried…. time to go home. 😦

About that time, this lady appeared inside the front door of the store. About scared me to death! “Bob” told her we were from out of town and really wanted to look at the cast iron pieces. Penny so graciously let us in. There’s no way to explain how excited I was to be going inside this little treasure box!! Giddy could not begin to explain it. I walked into a little room that was completely dedicated to cast iron! Oh my goodness! I got dizzy!

There were lots of mostly clean pieces that were hanging on walls and sitting on shelves but what got me even more excited was the grocery cart sitting in the middle of the room full of rusty, gunked up pots and pans. Did I mention the word giddy earlier? Go one step farther and you can imagine my world!

So I spent the next 45 minutes digging every single piece out of that grocery cart hunting for the nastiest, grossest pieces to practice cleaning on. I seriously broke a sweat during this hunt, people. I excitedly took the 3 skillets and one little bean pot to the counter to get prices and make my final selections. Penny noticed these items weren’t priced and said she needed to call the owner to get the prices. She tried to use her cell phone and it wouldn’t work. “Bob” offered his but was out of minutes and he suggested she use my phone I had called the owner on earlier. She called Tim and asked about the skillets. I don’t know exactly what was said but I heard that man screaming at this girl like a dog. She very quietly kept saying “I didn’t know. I didn’t have much of a choice.” He told her he couldn’t price anything over the phone and yelled at her for borrowing a customer’s phone to make a call. I don’t know which broke my heart more – the fact that I couldn’t take home my treasures or that Penny looked like she could burst into tears when she told me. I literally walked to the minivan in tears.

She called Tim and asked about the skillets. I don’t know exactly what was said but I heard that man screaming at this girl like a dog. She very quietly kept saying “I didn’t know. I didn’t have much of a choice.” He told her he couldn’t price anything over the phone and yelled at her for borrowing a customer’s phone to make a call. I don’t know which broke my heart more – the fact that I couldn’t take home my treasures or that Penny looked like she could burst into tears when she told me. I literally walked to the minivan in tears.

So that’s it, right – live through disappointment and go home. Quit thinking about it. Just go on with regular life. Except I couldn’t. The lump in my throat and the knot in my stomach wouldn’t go away. Go to sleep – close your eyes, breathe in, breathe out…. eyes fly open – I can’t get that woman’s face out of my mind. Why, Lord? Why is she on my heart?

What?

Go back.

What do you mean “Go back.” Why, Lord? Why in the world would I go back??

Go back.

What in the world would I say?

Go back.

Geesh – really?

Go back.

But I don’t want to.

Go back.

So I got up this morning with my stomach tied up in knots and these people on my mind. Why would I drive 45 minutes to a town completely out of my way and what the heck would I say to these complete strangers when I got there?? Would I talk to the owner, Tim? Would I give Penny a hug? What? Why in the world?? It’s none of my business!!

Go back.

But what if they tell me it’s none of my business? Because… it’s not, really. Right? What if he throws me off his property?

Go back.

But….

Go back.

I begrudgingly got dressed and got in the car. Again, I tried to reason with God. Ever tried to do that? Never works out in the end but I still tried.

Lord, it’s Saturday. My husband’s home today. I have guests coming for lunch tomorrow, I need to be home today. With my family.

Go back.

But what will I say? I have nothing to say, Lord!

Go back.

Okay – FINE! I’ll drive there!! But this is going to turn out badly. What could I possibly say to accomplish anything positive???? Tomorrows newspapers will read “That Preacher’s Wife has Head Ripped Off by Junk Store Owner” That’ll be just great, won’t it Lord? Is that what you really want? For me to make a fool of myself? To get yelled at? Why in the world would you want me to do something like this???

I thought about calling my friends to make sure they had bail money ready – what if he threw me off his property or had me arrested for harassment??

Go back.

All the way there, I argued, fussed and imagined every single worst possible scenario. When I got there, the parking lot was completely full. I drove past the place three times and finally reasoned “It’s full – I can’t even pull into the parking lot.” You know, my silly van turned into the parking lot anyway. Stupid van. Never listens to me. I had to park on the edge of a hill. Great. The van will go rolling down the hill and when I get thrown off the property, I’ll have to hitch hike home. Perfect.

I get out of the van and walk towards the door where there are 7-8 large, burly, bearded men laughing loudly. I tried to quietly walk past. Lord, I’m not talking to any of them. They could eat me for dinner. About that time, one of the men looked at me and said, “Sorry, we’re closed until Tuesday.” Shew. Off the hook! I can go home now! Felt like I was skipping through a field of daisies!

I turn to walk away. Something literally hit me in the gut. You know that feeling when you go over the top of a hill when you’re on a roller coaster. Or riding in the back of a vehicle when a maniac is driving way too fast over a hill? Yeah – that feeling. Hit me right in the gut.

I honestly didn’t even have time to think about what I was going to say. I turned around so fast and the words “Is Tim here?” ran out of my mouth so fast, I couldn’t catch them. The biggest, burliest dude looked at me and said, “I’m Tim.” Gulp.

Legs – listen up…. run. Turn right now and run. Stupid legs didn’t listen either. There I stood with all these men looking at me. I quietly asked if I could speak to him privately for a moment. He stepped away from the group. Lord, what the heck have you gotten me into???? What do I do now?

“I was here yesterday.” Wringing my hands, nervous. Really wanting to puke. Seriously. That knot that’s been in my stomach for the past 24 hours is trying to make its way up my esophagus. All over the big burly dude. That wouldn’t be good.

“This is not something I would normally do. In fact, I hate confrontation. It really bothered me the way you spoke to Penny yesterday on the phone.”

“I was standing five feet away and I could hear you yelling at her. It has really bothered me and had to come back to say something about it today. It’s probably none of my business but you didn’t need to talk to her the way you did.”

Lord – why is he staring at me like I’ve lost my mind? Why did you put me in this very awkward position? Why won’t he say anything? What do I do, Lord? Please keep me from puking on him.

“Wow. I was trying to tell her I couldn’t price anything over the phone. I’ve been ripped off before doing something like that.”

Our conversation turned to his past experiences of people stealing from him, taking advantage of him, etc. I told him that’s not what I came for – I came to challenge him on the way he spoke to Penny. He then told me Penny was his fiance. The knot in my stomach got worse. Poor Penny.

He then asked me which cast iron pieces I was looking at. “I honestly don’t want to purchase anything from you. I just wanted to tell you that you can’t speak to people the way you spoke to her yesterday. It’s not right.” He then asked me to please come in the store and show him what I had been looking at.

Why does he want me inside? I’m not going in there with him…. um….. where did all the guys who were here go? Hello? The parking lot is completely empty except for my van perched on the edge of the hill. He’s going to take me somewhere inside, chop me up into little pieces and fry me in one of those beautiful cast iron pans, isn’t he?? Gulp.

Go back.

Are you kidding me, Lord? Stranger danger! Going in a closed store with a man I just confronted for yelling at his fiance? No. No way. I won’t go. Nope. Not. Going.

Go back.

I couldn’t stop my feet. They were following Tim inside the store. Stupid feet. What – is NOTHING listening to me today???

Inside, to my relief, I saw “Bob” and Penny, both. Penny said I looked familiar and Tim said “Yeah, she just jumped all over my a** for yelling at you yesterday.” The look on Penny’s face was absolutely priceless. He told her what I had said. I told her she was worth more than gold to God. There were tears. We walked back to the cast iron room and I showed him the pieces I had found yesterday. He gave me pricing on them but I told him I wasn’t here to buy. I ended up buying anyway but made sure he knew that’s not why I came back.

At the checkout, Tim continued to tell me everything going on in his world – busted water pipes has destroyed his home, a mini stroke in January, uncontrollable high blood pressure, he passed out at work a couple weeks ago….. Honestly, I was thinking “Time to go! I did what you wanted, God. Now let me go home!” I had my hand on the door and the door pulled open a couple of feet.

Go back.

Something grabbed that door, pulled it shut and these words came flying out “I’m not very comfortable doing this but is it okay if I could pray with you?” What?? Lord, come on! I was almost out the door!

I prayed for Tim’s health issues, his business, his home, Penny and their relationship with one another and even prayed for silly old “Bob” sitting in the corner. When I got done, “Bob” shouted “Amen!” Tim smiled and said “Penny needs all the prayers she can get. I’m an a** to love.” Penny very quietly said “The Lord sent you here today. Thank you.” Just for a brief moment, time stood still.

You know, there have been times in my life that I felt like I should’ve done something. It was on my heart and I didn’t do it. But this time, I had no control.

I COULD NOT walk away from this. The Lord wasn’t going to let me leave until I did what He wanted. No matter how incredibly awkward and uncomfortable.

How many times have I turned away from that “I need to do something” feeling? I’m in a hurry, I’m running late, I need to go do this, that and the other. How many times have I refused to listen to God’s leading only to deny someone a blessing He was trying to give them. I’m so stinking stubborn.

Tammy Lanham is the wife to Tommy Lanham and Momma to Appolonya and Dylan. She homeschools them both. She travels and speaks to women, entertaining and encouraging them in their Christian walk.In her free time, she….. wait – she has no free time… nevermind….

He came home as we were preparing to go the ball park tonight and watch my son play a Rookie Ball game. It’s like t-ball but they hit the ball that is pitched from a pitching machine. In this case, a round wheel that whirls and spits the ball out. Gorgeous night for a game. I came through the house gathering the last of the supplies – ball, hat, glove, batting gloves, cleats, the ball player, you know… the essentials.

As I gather the ball player, I noticed he and his sister are staring intently at a video my husband has pulled up on the laptop. It’s the Michael Jackson Thriller video. At the very moment this image popped up……

………. my children did this…..

Appolonya ran into the corner screaming “Why?? Why????? Why would you show us that??” I went to console her and she lashed out at ME asking “Why would you let Daddy show us that, Mommy?” Yeah, like it’s MY fault… In the meantime, Dylan is balled up in the fetal position on the floor squeezing his eyes shut and holding his hands over his ears while he’s screaming at the top of his lungs “Dad, make it STOP!” Might I add that Dad is still sitting at the laptop trying his best to not bust out laughing. I’m shooting darts at him in my mind but he doesn’t feel them.

Yep – nice, calm, peaceful night before a ball game. After the game, dear ol’ Dad had to go counsel a family and left Mommy at home to get the children in bed. After we got home and got our baths, Dylan wouldn’t get more than 5 feet from me. He sat in the floor in the bathroom while I helped Appolonya blow dry her hair. When I tucked her in, he sat at the foot of her bed asking if that man was ever going to come back. Then I tucked Dylan in. Oh goodness….. Poor kid. He finally decided it would be okay to fall asleep if he slept with every single light in his room on.

Yep – he’s asleep with every light on. ‘Cause that’s how we roll when Daddy terrifies his children.

Thanks Tommy – and thank you Michael Jackson for such a peaceful evening. Tommy – next time, you’re on tucking in duty!

Well, it’s Sunday again. And I actually stuck to my commitments this week! We’ve received tough news regarding a family member’s health, we began the first week of homeschool co-op classes this week (I’m directing for the first time) and my husband was out of town for the week. Want to talk about stress?? Guess when I like to eat??

I made a commitment to you last week that by this time this week, I would have chosen a 5K to compete in. Strike that….. participate in. 🙂 I found one and I have found an amazing neighbor that’s going to do it with me. We’ll be participating in the Race to End Homelessness at Cherokee Park in Louisville, Kentucky on Saturday, November 2nd, 2013 at 9 a.m. For those of you interested or challenged to participate, here’s the link:

I began walking with Chesi (my neighbor) last Sunday night. I went with the mindset we would walk a mile around the high school track and field track. She went thinking we would do three. By the 6th and 7th laps, we decided 2 miles was quite the accomplishment for us and ended our evening walking 8 laps. From then on, we decided to walk every night. We varied our speeds, pushed ourselves and really did well. Some nights, we had other ladies join us and some nights, I walked alone. At this end of this very stressful week, I can tell you, I walked (or in some cases even jogged) the better part of 27 miles total for this week. I want you to understand, I haven’t given my weight for this journey yet (I will, just not quite ready to share that yet) but believe me, if I can do this at over 200 pounds, no athletic ability and absolutely (I really mean, ABSOLUTELY) no desire to run (in fact, I hate running), then you can do this. Did you hear me? YOU could do this! I’ve started and tried so many times just to fizzle out and give up. You know what the definition of success is? It’s falling down 8 times, getting up 9. In my case, it’s falling down 1,822 times and getting up 1,823.

I don’t know how long I am going to stay focused on this journey but I’ve made the commitment to see it through. I am walking daily and logging every bite that goes into my body on http://www.myfitnesspal.com I may fail miserably next week but for today, I will do this. I will walk, I will move more, I will make healthy food choices. Then tomorrow, I will get up and make that same commitment again. Am I tired? Heck, yeah! Is it worth it? Heck, yeah! I’m pumped and ready to do this! I weigh in tomorrow morning. *Keeping my fingers crossed.*

I’m back – it’s been a LONG and tedious road but I’m here. Two years ago, I began this weight loss journey and lost 50 pounds. Then about a year ago, I began fighting a mysterious illness (which no one ever figured out what the heck it was) with round after round of steroids and put back on over 40 pounds over the past 12 months. I’m better now and off of almost all the medicines. I’m tired of using that as an excuse for gaining back the weight. So, I’m back. I’ve got a lot of emotional junk on my plate right now so I’m not sure I can handle a focus on the two or three big issues in our lives along with focusing on weight loss and exercise BUT I’m going to try. That’s all I’m promising – I’m going to try.

I’ve got my two closest weight loss guru’s helping me – Terri and Kelly. Without them, I wouldn’t be able to even think about going down this long road again. I started again a few days ago – on Monday, January 21st, 2013 (taking deep breaths, tears in my eyes and ashamed) at 201.2 pounds. Two years ago, I started at 204.2 and promised I’d never get back into this position. Well, here I am. You’ve gotta start somewhere, right?

Anybody lose weight, put it back on and lose again to successfully keep it off? Please share any encouragment you might have to offer. I could use it right now.

I know this isn’t about weight loss (which I am back on the right track, by the way, it’s just slow going getting my momentum back). Nor is this about couponing and saving money. But hey, it’s my blog and I can write about whatever I want, right? So, I came across this neat idea for a creative art project. Melted beads. Have you ever heard about it? Well, here’s my first attempt. I’m pretty proud of myself – especially considering at the current moment, it’s 3:00 a.m. and my brain is still functioning.

First, you take a bunch of cheap pony beads – we already had a whole Ziploc container full in our cabinet. Just a note: the metallic and solid colored ones don’t work. Don’t ask how I found out. Anyway, you take these beads and lay them out in a glass or metal container. I used glass tonight. Make sure you lay them out in one single layer with the sides touching. You can also use small bread pans, mugs or cake / pie pans.

Then stick them in your oven for 20 minutes at 400 degrees. This is what comes out:

So for all of you who have always wondered what this night owl does all night, here’s your answer! 🙂 Hey, my house is quiet – I get creative when it’s quiet!

My daughter, Appolonya, is such an inspiration to me! That girl is always thinking about how she can help others and how

she can earn money. She picks things she loves to make something that could help others and to make her some money. She listens to DaveRamsey… can you tell?? 🙂 She has such an entrepreneurial spirit. She already collects magazines for recycling from our community every Friday and turns them in to a local retailer for resale in the used market. Last summer, she set up a lemonade stand in our front yard and sold her homemade cookie bites and made almost $100! It’s was hard to be excited when she made more at the lemonade stand than I did at the yard sale!

For Christmas, she asked for and received about a dozen kids’ business idea books and has already begun reading through them.

I recently visited a chocolate making class presented at the Henry County Public Library (which was fantastic by the way) and I returned home teaching my 8-year-old daughter how to make what we did in class. She was so excited! The first thing out of her mouth was “Oh, thank you Mommy! I can make these so people can buy them from me to give to their sweethearts!” So, here’s a look at what she can do and how much she charges…

Last year at this time, I was miserable. I had so much extra weight on me. My self esteem was suffering and I didn’t want to go through “another year” of setting the same old resolution only to get off track by mid-January and lose hope AGAIN.

This year, I was miserable because of health issues. I’ve had a shoulder injury which has caused some excruciating pain at times and ended me up in the Emergency Room. I’ve been sedentary since the Wednesday before Christmas and on lots of pain pills and muscle relaxers. For about a week, I could not even wash dishes, vacuum, lift anything heavier than a fork or do laundry. (Oh, darn, right??) I’m realizing what a true gift my health really is.

So, here we are on New Year’s Eve, 2011. No, I have not hit my initial goal of losing 50 pounds, in fact, over the holidays, I gained about 5 pounds and just in the past week (since the ER visit with my back) I have gained an additional 3. I’m weighing in somewhere around 164. So, I have a decision to make. Do I let it get me down that I’ve gained 8-10 pounds back or do I use that as a springboard to motivate me to keep going forward with more energy and determination? I choose the springboard. I found this photo posted on facebook:

This is my motivation. I haven’t made it to my goal yet but I’m not as far from it as I was this time last year. My journey began January 18th, 2011. It does not have an ending point, a destination of sorts. It will be a lifelong journey for me so I’ve settled in for the long haul. It’s not a diet. It’s a mindset. A lifestyle. I know at this time of year, there’s the big fitness push, all the TV commercials, all the books on the shelves, all the talk is about getting fit and healthy, getting organized, getting out of debt, etc. If you do choose to try and live healthier this year, I challenge you, don’t let it be a fad – do it for real this year.

I’m starting somewhere around 164 this year, last year I was 204.8. Some resources I have found useful over the past year:

The book GOALS by Tommy Lanham – to step by step this book really helped me set small attainable goals with a purpose… ones I can actually accomplish! I can’t tell you what a difference this book has made in my personal journey. It’s a short, easy read that has the potential to change your life if you let it.

A life coach – I have worked with a life coach through most of this journey. It really helps me stay on track when I know that each week, I have someone asking me, “How’d you do this week?” “Did you do your 5 workouts?” “What do you feel you need to do this week?” My life coach has helped me focus on what’s important and the REASONS I have to lose weight.

A sponsor – I have a dear friend of mine who has lost so much weight. She understands it – she “gets it.” She didn’t have surgery, do fad diets or starve herself. She understands how much of an addiction this can be and howhard it is. I can call her in the middle of Kroger with 2 boxes of HoHo’s in my cart and she will tell me to walk away… ask me how I know!! 🙂 She will be 100% honest and even though she’s 10 hours away, she will kick my butt if I don’t stick to the plan.

www.MyFitnessPal.com – this is a website I have been using to track my food intake, count calories and connect with others who have the same goals I have.

I have not been doing my devotions and reading my Bible like I should over the past few weeks. The hustle and bustle of the holidays has gotten me off track spiritually and I really do believe that when I’m off spiritually, every other aspect of my life suffers, including the weight issue. I’m starting off tomorrow with 3 new books. Made to Crave, the Made to Crave devotional and The Maker’s Diet.

I’ll keep you posted on my opinion of these books. I do want to encourage you to read, educate yourself and challenge yourself. If you immerse yourself in information about health & wellness, you’re much more likely to stick to losing the weight and making healthier choices.

Brian Tracy says “You are what you think about most of the time.” If you think about how much you miss those doughnuts or those sweets, that’s what you will focus on. Instead, think about health, read about it, start your own blog about it, talk about it with your spouse, family members, friends. Surround yourself with information and health and it will be a great start to this journey.

So, there you have it. My renewed commitment to my health, my God and my blog. 🙂 If you want to receive a notification when I post a new blog (typically 2-3 times per month) then click on “Yep, I’m in, sign me up!” Let me know if you’re on the same journey and let’s cheer each other on! God bless you this new year!